I had a dream once of not so long ago
Of a girl standing there in the middle of the snow
White flakes covered every corner of my view
But I always found her, as if she was someone I knew
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By eyes we reach to correct and make right somewhat vision on the outside forever only to recognise it was our reflection on ripples by our now grotesque shadow fading away-to late...Luvly poem
Very powerful story of self. I really enjoyed reading this flawless narrative. 5 stars *****
im not going to say anything really amazing or fancy, except that i think you are talented keep it up. nate